I often think that I wasn’t meant for this time. Imagine a world where ladies worn thin, cigarette pants and voluminous skirts and men were gentlemen who wore hats. Gloved hands, summers in sepia and the studio system — I wish there were a way to morph the power that women have today with the grace and refined elegance of another era.
When it comes to clothing, my style has evolved into an affection for luxurious knits, expert tailoring, the exquisite details (codas, really), and a feeling of fluidity. From double-faced wool jackets to silk trousers and waist-cut coats, I love the simple, the beautiful and the quiet refinement that only a caliber of clothing can bring. So when I had the privilege of viewing St. John’s Fall 2011 collection, I marveled over a collection that paid homage to a bygone era (think the Yves St. Laurent grecian satin gowns of the 1970s juxtaposed with a luxe, mohair swing coat, which evoked images of a mod, sinewy Twiggy) while thrusting itself, seams-first, if you will, into modernity. While catering to the classic St.
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